Alban Eilir

Sap quickens
Grass turns yellow-green
Geese, mallards are home
Red-robin hops and spies
For food.
Land softens, frost broken
Daffodils, lilacs
Paint the land
With splattered technicolor.

Ripples on the river
Catching sparks of sunlight
Striking my eyes with small blindness.
The world thaws
Water runs free
Snow turned to rain
Green stalks scout out new season.

We wake to warmth
To growing sunlight
To rabbits and painted eggs
And transformed caterpillars
Fluttering by
And returning birds.

Welcome, spring.
May we grow with you--
In you.


Mary Jones 2003

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